Who's that fucker over there?, chapter 14
Mike looked at his thumbs.
"A-and I just woke up in the bed she and Mark share... " Mike explained.
All eyes were on Mike. Everyone was speechless.
Mike looked up.
"Could you help me out by any way?" he asked.
Billie shook his head. If he said anything, Mike would believe him and follow his advice. And he knew that that would not turn out too beautifully.
Tre said something, though.
"It's not completely your fault... You're only responsible for a little part if they ever break up."
Billie looked at his arm. He never thought of saying that.
"This just isn't cool. Of all people, why does it have to be Anastasia?" Mike wondered out loud.
Mike's red eyes started to well up with tears again.
Billie put his arm around Mike.
"Whatever happens, we're still here. Don't forget that. You're gonna be alright, ok?" Billie reassured Mike.
Mike nodded, struggling to hold back the tears. He sniffed and stood up.
"I'm gonna go home now. I'll be over to pick you guys up tomorrow," he said.
"Don't drink any alcohol today," Tre called as Mike opened the door to leave.
Mike looked back and nodded at Tre. There was a slight smile creeping up on his face. Then he left.
Tre sat and looked at his knees for a while.
"So... You want me to leave right now? So I can leave you and Adie to your private activities?" Tre asked with a smirk.
"Yup... Yeah, I think you should leave right now," Billie replied with a half-smile.
Tre patted Billie's back.
"I'll see you tomorrow, eh?" he said.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow," Billie answered.
Tre got up from the sofa and left as Billie waved.
Billie got up and went to his bedroom to change into his normal clothes. He was still in his sleepwear.
He changed his mind when he spotted Adie taking a nap on the bed. He felt tired all of the sudden. He crawled on the bed and cuddled up to Adie like a little child.
Mike had a lot of scattered thoughts as he was driving. Ana was the subject of most of the thoughts. He wiped his eyes to make things look less blurry. He pulled into his driveway and went into his house. He looked through his refrigerator and spotted some beer. He reached for one, but then he remembered Tre's words. He didn't think Tre was being serious, but just for the sake of it he didn't reach for the beer.
"A-and I just woke up in the bed she and Mark share... " Mike explained.
All eyes were on Mike. Everyone was speechless.
Mike looked up.
"Could you help me out by any way?" he asked.
Billie shook his head. If he said anything, Mike would believe him and follow his advice. And he knew that that would not turn out too beautifully.
Tre said something, though.
"It's not completely your fault... You're only responsible for a little part if they ever break up."
Billie looked at his arm. He never thought of saying that.
"This just isn't cool. Of all people, why does it have to be Anastasia?" Mike wondered out loud.
Mike's red eyes started to well up with tears again.
Billie put his arm around Mike.
"Whatever happens, we're still here. Don't forget that. You're gonna be alright, ok?" Billie reassured Mike.
Mike nodded, struggling to hold back the tears. He sniffed and stood up.
"I'm gonna go home now. I'll be over to pick you guys up tomorrow," he said.
"Don't drink any alcohol today," Tre called as Mike opened the door to leave.
Mike looked back and nodded at Tre. There was a slight smile creeping up on his face. Then he left.
Tre sat and looked at his knees for a while.
"So... You want me to leave right now? So I can leave you and Adie to your private activities?" Tre asked with a smirk.
"Yup... Yeah, I think you should leave right now," Billie replied with a half-smile.
Tre patted Billie's back.
"I'll see you tomorrow, eh?" he said.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow," Billie answered.
Tre got up from the sofa and left as Billie waved.
Billie got up and went to his bedroom to change into his normal clothes. He was still in his sleepwear.
He changed his mind when he spotted Adie taking a nap on the bed. He felt tired all of the sudden. He crawled on the bed and cuddled up to Adie like a little child.
Mike had a lot of scattered thoughts as he was driving. Ana was the subject of most of the thoughts. He wiped his eyes to make things look less blurry. He pulled into his driveway and went into his house. He looked through his refrigerator and spotted some beer. He reached for one, but then he remembered Tre's words. He didn't think Tre was being serious, but just for the sake of it he didn't reach for the beer.
